The Age of Feast and Famine
Here’s the age of Feast and Famine,
Ruled by men whose god is Mammon.
These consumers’ satisfaction
Comes with every swift transaction.
They crave neither bread nor honey,
Their main course is fueled by money:
Bar codes, coupons, discounts, price tags.
All leftovers go in gift bags.
Online ads on new devices
Lure its prey with “Better Prices!”
Name-brands play the role of giver
Just so fools can hoard their sliver.
These consumers starve unknowing
Parasites are ever growing.
Devil is the god of Mammon
In the age of Feast and Famine.
Copyright © Michael G. Weston | Year Posted 2024
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